The Magic Bark Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDCBCDCEFGHEFGH A IFJKIFJKLMNALMNA A OFPLOFPLQFRSQFTU L VWXYVWXYZA2A2BZA2A2B L B2C2D2E2B2C2D2E2E2D2 E2F2E2D2E2F2 L A2D2G2H2A2D2G2H2I2D2 E2D2I2D2E2D2I | A |
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O freedom power of life and light | B |
Sole nurse of truth and glory | C |
Bright dweller on the rocky cliff | D |
Lone wanderer on the sea | C |
Where'er the sunbeam slumbers bright | B |
On snow clad mountains hoary | C |
Wherever flies the veering skiff | D |
O'er waves that breathe of thee | C |
Be thou the guide of all my thought | E |
The source of all my being | F |
The genius of my waking mind | G |
The spirit of my dreams | H |
To me thy magic spell be taught | E |
The captive spirit freeing | F |
To wander with the ocean wind | G |
Where'er thy beacon beams | H |
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II | A |
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O sweet it were in magic bark | I |
On one loved breast reclining | F |
To sail around the varied world | J |
To every blooming shore | K |
And oft the gathering storm to mark | I |
Its lurid folds combining | F |
And safely ride with sails unfurled | J |
Amid the tempest's roar | K |
And see the mighty breakers rave | L |
On cliff and sand and shingle | M |
And hear with long re echoing shock | N |
The caverned steeps reply | A |
And while the storm cloud and the wave | L |
In darkness seemed to mingle | M |
To skim beside the surf swept rock | N |
And glide uninjured by | A |
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III | A |
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And when the summer seas were calm | O |
And summer skies were smiling | F |
And evening came with clouds of gold | P |
To gild the western wave | L |
And gentle airs and dews of balm | O |
The pensive mind beguiling | F |
Should call the Ocean Swain to fold | P |
His sea flocks in the cave | L |
Unearthly music's tenderest spell | Q |
With gentlest breezes blending | F |
And waters softly rippling near | R |
The prow's light course along | S |
Should flow from Triton's winding shell | Q |
Through ocean's depths ascending | F |
From where it charmed the Nereid's ear | T |
Her coral bowers among | U |
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IV | L |
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How sweet where eastern Nature smiles | V |
With swift and mazy motion | W |
Before the odour breathing breeze | X |
Of dewy morn to glide | Y |
Or 'mid the thousand emerald isles | V |
That gem the southern ocean | W |
Where fruits and flowers from loveliest trees | X |
O'erhang the slumbering tide | Y |
Or up some western stream to sail | Z |
To where its myriad fountains | A2 |
Roll down their everlasting rills | A2 |
From many a cloud capped height | B |
Till mingling in some nameless vale | Z |
'Mid forest cinctured mountains | A2 |
The river cataract shakes the hills | A2 |
With vast and volumed might | B |
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V | L |
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The poison trees their leaves should shed | B2 |
The yellow snake should perish | C2 |
The beasts of blood should crouch and cower | D2 |
Where'er that vessel past | E2 |
All plagues of fens and vapours bred | B2 |
That tropic fervors cherish | C2 |
Should fly before its healing power | D2 |
Like mists before the blast | E2 |
Where'er its keel the strand imprest | E2 |
The young fruit's ripening cluster | D2 |
The bird's free song its touch should greet | E2 |
The opening flower's perfume | F2 |
The streams zalong the green earth's breast | E2 |
Should roll in purer lustre | D2 |
And love should heighten every sweet | E2 |
And brighten every bloom | F2 |
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VI | L |
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And Freedom thy meridian blaze | A2 |
Should chase the clouds that lower | D2 |
Wherever mental twilight dim | G2 |
Obscures Truth's vestal flame | H2 |
Wherever Fraud and Slavery raise | A2 |
The throne of blood stained Power | D2 |
Wherever Fear and Ignorance hymn | G2 |
Some fabled daemon's name | H2 |
The bard where torrents thunder down | I2 |
Beside thy burning altar | D2 |
Should kindle as in days of old | E2 |
The mind's ethereal fire | D2 |
Ere yet beneath a tyrant's frown | I2 |
The Muse's voice could falter | D2 |
Or Flattery strung with chords of gold | E2 |
The minstrel's venal Iyre | D2 |
Thomas Love Peacock
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